Time To Spare

A D Ive been to Memphis, down to Baton Rouge A E7 Racked up expenses on hotel rooms and booze D A I may be senseless, but I'm staying on the move C G E7 G G G# A Until I wear a hole in these old walkin’ shoes. D A D A I don’t need no picket fences, I don’t want no rockin’ chair C D E7 I got my own ball and chain to wear A F G Out on the highway, you’ll find me there E7 G G# A - Mando) Spare me the story friend Ive got no time to spare Ive been to Portland, and Chicago too Ive been to Wichita, Arapaho, St. Lou But all those places, I ain’t seen them all ‘cause the moment I arrived I had to run (Instr, good luck) I’ve seen the city, I’ve seen the plains I’ve spent most my life in mountainous terrain Well the more I drive these roads I go insane That’s why I’m headed back to where I came (Instr, rip away… keep going, don’t give up, and again)